Word: teas
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...family members proved to be good sources on this particular story. "Before leaving Washington," recalls Wierzynski, "I debriefed my mother, who had met the then Bishop Wojtyla several times while my parents lived in Rome." Later, in Warsaw, Wierzynski sought out his brother and questioned him while they sipped tea...
Amazingly, by 6:30 a.m. the overtoasted F.F.s are out of their hotel rooms and banging spoons for breakfast. (They dutifully use chopsticks for every other meal.) After such curiosa as fish-flavored omelette and jasmine tea cakes, washed down with surprisingly good coffee, the Westerners stand meekly, punctually, hi line to See China. What they get to see ranges from astounding to zilch...
...style mattresses, no top sheets; maid service consists of dumping a clean sheet and a blanket on the bed, to be made up by the guest. There is a plentiful supply of mineral water, beer, soft drinks and cigarettes, and a thermos of hot water and a package of tea leaves. There are also small red ants in the bed, but they are not predatory. The Kweil-inese are trying, however. A paper strip across the toilet seat announces, in Chinese and English: DISINFECTED. There are two differently scented bars of soap, both pink; the toilet paper, also pink...
...keeping with the mad-tea-party spirit, the Philadelphia Orchestra under Eugene Ormandy plays Alice with a kind of Jabberwocky joy. But it is Hendricks, in the bravura role that she premiered, who stirs audiences to stand up and cheer at every performance. She has a pure but commanding voice that readily conquers Del Tredici's difficult but dazzling octave jumps, enormous range and unbelievable strings of high notes. Alice lovers can look forward to a planned recording of Final Alice with Hendricks - and, despite the title, to at least one more Alice from Del Tredici...
Outside the ground-floor dining room where he sits, the weather is Cheeverian, all high sky and searching sunlight. The author finishes a glass of iced tea and stands up, instantly alerting Edgar and Bathsheba, two adoring golden retrievers. An afternoon walk in the nearby woods is part of the daily routine. Cheever confines his writing-on "a long book"-to the mornings. He recently finished an original 90-minute play for public television, but fends off invitations to dramatize his stories for the home screen. "You can't adapt a story any more than you can adapt...